Now that the fist is not good, then there is only a temporary silence, and when one day he can beat him, Leng Meiying vows to pierce his mouth with a needle and thread!

While teasing Leng Meiying, Feng Tianche casually tore off a small pork leg that was roasted on the outside and tender on the inside, and stuffed it into Leng Meiying's small mouth without saying anything.

Leng Meiying could only take a small bite in desperation, not to mention, although this Feng Tianche's mouth was annoying, the meat he roasted was indeed very delicious.

I don't know what seasoning he smeared on this meat, the greasy meat actually exuded a fresh grass fragrance, and Leng Meiying took a small bite, and actually gnawed the small pork leg

Throwing away the round bones, Leng Meiying looked at Feng Tianche, where did Feng Tianche still have the heroic appearance of the auction during the day at this time, he was simply a starving ghost reincarnated.

A wild boar with a foot of 200 catties, disemboweled, disemboweled, and grilled to be charred on the outside and tender on the inside, was actually wiped out by Feng Tianche in the time when Leng Meiying ate a calf!

And now he's still destroying the remaining half of the boar at a super-fast speed!

"This ......" Leng Meiying was dumbfounded, she had never seen anyone as edible as Feng Tianche, even the fat man Le Bing was far behind, Feng Tianche's appearance reminded Leng Meiying of a very popular word in her previous life.

"Foodie!" Leng Meiying shook her head and commented.

Suddenly, her eyes were fixed on Feng Tianche's body.

His back started and went up to his neck, and when he ate pork, there was a faint black gas.

This black qi didn't have any additional attributes, it looked like it was just a black smoke, but Leng Meiying frowned deeper and deeper.

In her eyes, this black qi had already fit in with Feng Tianche, moving with his every move, as if it was his shadow.

However, the shadow of Feng Tianqing is not this thing.

Frowning, Leng Meiying leaned forward and grabbed Feng Tianche's arm with one hand, who was eating deliciously.

"Uh, what's the swelling?" Feng Tianche raised his head a little dazedly, looked at the serious cold shadow and began to laugh evilly again.

"Oops, has my little sister finally opened her mind? Hey, you don't have to thank me too much, just kiss it, don't stick your tongue out, or I'll sue you for harassing this handsome guy......"

Halfway through Feng Tianche's words, he suddenly stopped, and his evil smile suddenly disappeared, and he turned to an incomparably serious one.

"Little sister, I'm going to see a friend here, you can leave first!" Feng Tianche's voice was very calm, but without that bad smile, Leng Meiying felt a little weird.

I was about to ask what was going on, when suddenly, a licking sound exploded around the two.

"Yo hee, in front of the slave family, can you still escape?"

Leng Meiying's whole body collapsed violently, and the demon lotus between her eyebrows trembled.

Who is it? It's so silently close!

Turning his head, Leng Meiying saw a pink figure.

It was a woman, dressed in a pink robe, with green jade fingers between the long sleeves, and ribbons fluttering on her waist, but her head was covered with a layer of pink sand scarves, and countless chips were infiltrated on the sand towels, and under the reflection of the chips, she couldn't see her appearance clearly.

However, her voice was beautiful, sweet as milk candy.